I Can Hear You Now – Part IV
While waiting for our stylish Sienna minivan to pull up at Milwaukee Airport Hertz lot, an older man wheeled his luggage by, cradling his cell phone into his shoulder while balancing a large flip chart. He stated very loudly:
“I don’t remember her name. Heavy set… Very artistic…”
One night stand? Business comrade? Distant relative? How soul piercing it would be if you ever heard someone describe you that way.